That’s why every police/fire/parks & rec/ranger/scout leader should be trained in basic CPR. I’m not saying much more as it is too hard to say what truly happened, but that it sounds like this may have been averted.

Let me preface by saying that I’ve lived in towns where Walmart was pretty much the only place to shop and I derived hours and hours of enjoyment while sampling their fine, low-cost, American-made products. Further more, I find it amusing how there are a great many people in the People’s Republic of Portland who would rather die that shop in Walmart (actual quote folks). They have obviously never lived where there is not much of a choice.

One thing I always enjoyed about the store was the never-ending parade of WTF? moments. Seriously, I’ve never seen so many weird/odd/straight out fucked up people as I have while shopping at Walmart. Hell, that’s half the fun some days! In the same vein as “Look at this fucking hipster” and “This is why you’re fat” I present my newest guilty pleasure: The People of Walmart.